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The Brave People
02:20
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Pain from a bullet. Bombs fell from the sky
The sound of silence before the alarm
Shots rang out during sleepless nights
All the endless days spent just staying alive
They tried to walk over you like they walk the streets
I bow my head for the real heroes
For the brave people of Mariupol
They came at night and took you down
Brick by brick and stone by stone
Cluster munition. Fatal destruction
A beautiful city stamped out in the mud
You’ll build her up
She will rise up
I bow my head for the brave people
For the brave people of Mariupol
I bow my head for the real heroes
For the bravest people that I know
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Steal it All
02:20
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With loathe and resentment we see them sell the same old as brand new and those who have too much have kicked the others out
A wealthy playground for those with new money and on the other side of town the gangs are threatening the kids with knives
With our heads hang low we’re looking for the tiny sparks because the city isn’t yours, it is ours and we will take it back
Our city shivers in the midst of some bone-chilling winds but being seen from the outside all its beauty still remains
Come on and steal it all
Make it bleed some more
They will steal it all
and make it bleed some more
The wind blows cold when a city changes skin
Public owned houses are stolen, torn and sold away
No decency. They are not being sorry
They gutted this city. It will never be the same
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There's Something Wrong
02:00
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Your old twisted mind is much like the deep seas
The deeper you go the darker it will get
Hey listen, there’s something wrong
Hey listen, it’s been going on for too long
I’m at my wit’s end. I stare down the abyss
You’re out of your depth. Please be a better man
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Election Day
03:26
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In a land in debt. In a land with many problems
You may only cheat on taxes if you’re rich
You ask me how I deal with it
but I'm not sure that I never ever will
There are a few words that I would like to say,
about all that’s happening here today
Scream in silence
It’s always so quiet on Election Day
Some will sell us out for money and some will sell us out for free
And some will sell us out only for the bloody hell of it
They’re making money out of death,
but they got to keep the money white
Sanitary measures make it shiny and bright
Perfect cover-ups clean up all the shite
As the prophets of profits and all of the darkness
sell you out
and your joys
and your pains
and your fears
Fight back
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